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Roxas did not disappear off the face of the planet, we promise. Honestly. Swear.

Uh, yeah.

He's been here the whole time! Doing stuff just like he's doing now, sitting and reading the last Barry Plodder book - the last three are big fat books, and it's honestly taken him all this time to get to the last one - and he's constantly rolling his eyes as he turns a page. And when he's not rolling his eyes, he's reaching into a bowl of chips or fidgeting his feet which are sticking out from under his legs, curled under to beside him.

After a couple of minutes, he turns the final page - finally!, he thinks - and puts the book down on the table.

And then he has no more book. And there's nothing decent on TV (not even on Animal Planet, which has never let him down before now), so he whistles to himself for a couple of minutes before going to sit at the window of the common room, looking out.

He sort of wishes he'd gone home to see Hayner and Pence and Olette, but he's not sure he'd have wanted to come back.

He sighs.

He's bored. This is never a good thing, really.

[OOC: Window, door, room, post: open!]

It's early - 8am, 9am - and Roxas is already awake. He's in the common room in shorts and t-shirt, bedhair and bleary eyes, trying to find where he put his bowl of cereal.

Roxas is really not a morning person at all. It's rather cute. The TV's on for noise, although his book's also sitting on the table, and he slumps onto the couch when he finally finds the cereal.

He's probably going to head to the park later, but for the moment... he's content to rot his brain for a while, at least until he's properly awake.

[OOC: Open like the most open thing that was ever opened!]

It's just before classes, and Roxas is sitting outside the cabin, shoes and jacket lying beside him as he eats a bowl of breakfast cereal and tries to soak up what little sun there is this early in the morning.

He's finding that it's actually kinda nice here - nowhere near as busy as Twilight High's Summer classes would be, but he's also finding that he doesn't much mind that it's not crammed to the brim with stuff to do.

Which is why, in a rare moment of sunshine from behind the clouds, he smiles.

Okay, he'd decided that he really didn't like the little bit of travelling from Twilight Town upriver on the boat. He'd have taken the train any day, but apparently it didn't go to the mainland.

Luckily, the journey from the mainland to the school had been easier. Land, she is good. No bumpy, gross waves. (Nevermind that he'd spent a half an hour in the bathroom on the boat throwing up. He's 16 years old. He's not going to admit to that.)

And now, even more land!

And checking in.

And a lot of pie. Which he bypassed. Still kind of queasy.

So instead of pie, which he'd probably regret later because the last thing he'd had to eat was an ice cream before leaving town, he was trying to follow the badly-drawn map he'd been given to find the campgrounds.

Strangely, or perhaps not, it was easier than it looked. Stuff had been dropped off, and now he was just wandering.

Kind of weird, to be wandering all alone after preparing to spend the summer with your friends.

[OOC: Open like an open thing! But be gentle with the newbie!]